Wu Qianli was stunned. He reached out to take the telegram and browsed it through it. His eyes suddenly lit up. "Instructor, hurry up, soldier, read this."
Mei Sheng came over and received the telegram: "To Xia Yuan, the 677th soldier of the 7th interleaved company and all the soldiers: Comrade Xia Yuan, while being separated from the troops, annihilated an enemy reconnaissance platoon by one man and captured enemy supplies.
First row! Since the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, the officers and soldiers of our Volunteer Army have not been afraid of life and death. They have fought life and death with the enemy with their tenacious fighting style and bravery to kill the enemy. Comrade Xia Yuan annihilated more than 30 enemy soldiers with one person, creating the creation of the Volunteer Army.
We would like to congratulate you for your glorious individual combat experience, and hope to inspire the entire division to make persistent efforts, have the courage to use their individual skills, and fight resolutely."
After reading to the end, Mei Sheng's voice was excited and filled with pride. The biting cold wind was blown away at this moment. The soldiers of the 7th Intermediate Company were full of enthusiasm and excitement. Their faces were facing the sun, and their weather-beaten cheeks were so bright.
The moment became brighter.
"Xia Yuan is still alive. He also wiped out an enemy platoon! Even a commendation telegram from the division headquarters came down!!"
The happiest person was Li Laicai. Xia Yuan's 'sacrifice' to protect him that night almost became his most annoying thing. He hated himself. He was already a veteran on the battlefield, while Xia Yuan was just a recruit who had just joined the army.
He was actually protected by a new recruit. These days, he has been living in self-blame and annoyance. Now that the war is about to begin, the instructor also asked him to do some ideological work, but there is still a knot in his heart.
If, if I stay, maybe...
But today is definitely his happiest day, Xia Yuan is not dead!
Not only did he not die, he single-handedly annihilated an enemy reconnaissance platoon! He captured a platoon's weapons and equipment! He was also awarded a division-wide commendation by the division headquarters!
The soldier next to him patted Li Laicai on the shoulder and said, "He is fine. He even killed a platoon of enemies. He is a hero!"
Li Laicai smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Hero, he is a hero!"
"Brother Yuan is not dead! He is not dead!"
Wu Wanli was next to Lei Gong, with a happy smile on his face. He thought of something again and asked: "Hey, how many people are in one platoon?"
Lei Gong smiled, rarely happy, "With a platoon of more than thirty people, Xia Yuan annihilated an enemy platoon and also captured a platoon's supplies. This is a great achievement!"
Wu Wanli said with admiration for Xia Yuan in his heart: "I also want to become a fighting hero like Brother Yuan!"
Pinghe smiled: "Yes, your brother is a fighting hero, and you will be too in the future!"
Wu Wanli's eyes were shining.
Wu Qianli looked at the faces of the soldiers and said: "Not only did Xia Yuan survive, but he also wiped out an enemy platoon and was notified by the entire division headquarters! This is a good thing! The telegram also said that our volunteer army soldiers are not afraid of life and death, and with tenacity
The tenacious fighting style and the fighting spirit of bravely killing the enemy are launched into a life-and-death struggle with the enemy! The war is about to begin. As Xia Yuan's comrades, we cannot hold back Xia Yuan! It has only been a long time since he joined the army, less than a month. How about us! We!
We should carry forward the spirit of fighting tenaciously. In this battle, our seventh company will definitely win the battle!"
“Create a piece of the sky!!”
The soldiers of the Seventh Company roared, each of them full of enthusiasm, holding the gun in their hands tightly, with determination and fearlessness on their faces.
"This is the glory of our company, we must preserve it!"
Mei Sheng rolled up the telegram, put it away solemnly, and said: "Comrades, eat some food, let's go!"
"yes!"
They stuffed fried noodles into their mouths, put the potatoes in their arms when they couldn't chew them, and held them in their mouths when they were too dry. At this moment, the soldiers of the Seventh Company only had endless fighting will, and they had nothing to eat or wear.
It doesn't matter, everyone is holding a breath in their hearts.
After eating some fried noodles and potatoes, Wu Qianli led the Seventh Company and continued to move forward, approaching the 1100 and 1200 heights soon.
1 p.m.
There are only three and a half hours left before the general attack.
The sky fell into darkness again.
Xia Yuan couldn't fall asleep, so he came to a high ground and stared at the 1100 highland in the distance. He looked down at the time from time to time. He had three watches in his hands and they would never run out of time.
"It seems peaceful now, but in a few hours, the Battle of Changjin Lake, which shocked China and the world, will begin, and I will be the first person in modern times to witness the Battle of Changjin Lake!"
At this moment, there was no excitement in his heart, only calm, endless calm, like a dead pool that could not be blown by a breath of wind. The battle of Changjin Lake seemed to be a victory, but the Ninth Corps also paid a heavy price and became an organized organization.
Three companies froze to death on the battlefield. With their tenacious will, they lay prone on the snow and became ice sculptures forever. Tens of thousands of soldiers were sacrificed and froze to death.
After all, the Changjin Lake movie glorified the U.S. military in the end.
The reality is extremely cruel.
After seeing the ice sculpture company, the U.S. military did not salute, but fired machine guns at them. When they saw that the enemy had not moved, they came closer to check. After they saw it, they had no admiration in their hearts, only fear.
The war has not yet begun, and no one knows the direction of the future war better than him, and this so-called clarity is just an understanding of some battle situations.
He can't change all this. The annual cycle of history will not be forced to stop just because a small insect is inserted into it. It will only crush the insect and continue to move forward.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sky began to darken. At this moment, the sky lost its color, and it was like withered snowflakes falling down one after another.
There are only two and a half hours left before the battle begins.
A team advancing cautiously suddenly appeared in Xia Yuan's field of vision. When he took a closer look, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his lying body became stiff. It took a lot of effort to struggle up from the snow, and he immediately stumbled down the mountain.
ran away.
The seventh interleaved company.
Wu Qianli led a company of more than a hundred people through the snow-capped mountains and forests. The cold wind howled and made people's cheeks hurt.
The scout in charge was on guard more than a hundred meters away from the company. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the dim hillside. A shadow stumbled towards him.
Shocked, he quickly raised his gun and took aim.
The next moment the shadow made a sound.
"I, Xia Yuan!"
Xia Yuan!
The reconnaissance soldier was startled. He put down his gun and took a closer look. He saw a man wearing a military coat whose face could not be seen clearly. He was carrying a gun wrapped with cloth strips behind his back. That gun was from the US Army when they first entered the first battle in North Korea.
Many soldiers in the company replaced the rifles they captured with American rifles.
He still remembered Xia Yuan's voice.
"Xia Yuan, it's really you!"
It wasn't until the figure in front of him pulled down the cloth wrapped around his face, revealing a familiar face, that he stepped forward in surprise, "Xia Yuan! It's you, you are indeed alive, great hero! You can annihilate it all by yourself.
You killed a platoon! We all know it! The whole division also knows it! The division headquarters gave you a division-wide commendation!"
Xia Yuan was confused. Now was not the time to think about this. "Where's the company commander? Take me to the company commander first. The battle is about to start. I have something important to report!"
Upon hearing this, the scout warrior nodded quickly: "Follow me!"
The two of them stepped on the snow one behind the other and ran all the way down the mountain.
Before the reconnaissance soldiers even approached the team, they started shouting: "Company commander, company commander, Xia Yuan, Xia Yuan is back!"
"Stop!"
Wu Qianli, who heard the sound, ordered the team and looked at the two shadows running towards the source of the sound. The reconnaissance soldier was very happy and pulled Xia Yuan: "Company Commander, Xia Yuan!"
When the soldiers in the Seventh Company heard that Xia Yuan was back, they quickly gathered around. Familiar faces appeared in front of them, Wu Qianli, Wu Wanli, Mei Sheng, Yu Congrong, Ping He, Lei Gong, Li Laicai...and...
There were many soldiers from the Seventh Company with familiar faces. They stood in the wind and snow, looking at the returning Xia Yuan with smiles on their faces.
Xia Yuan steadied himself, stood in front, and saluted the soldiers of the seventh company, "Report! Xia Yuan, the 677th soldier of the seventh interleaved company, requested to return to the team!"
Wu Qianli was happy and saluted: "Approved!"
He walked forward and gave Xia Yuan a big hug: "It'll be good to come back! It'll be good to come back!"
Then Mei Sheng also said: "Well done, you have made military exploits for the Seventh Company!"
Yu Congrong still looked the same, holding Ping He's neck, looking at Xia Yuan, and jokingly said: "The ladies have gone home."
Xia Yuan grinned, "Isn't that girly? Let's practice later?"
Yu Congrong waved his hands repeatedly, "Goodbye."
The soldiers of the Seventh Company laughed loudly.
Xia Yuan also laughed.
He still remembered the first time he and Yu Congrong met.